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The Girl Who Searched for Her Lover
A terrible misfortune befell the people of a very large tribe.
Of all the hunters that left the village, not one came back alive, nor was it known what had happened to them.
In that tribe lived a beautiful young girl, who loved and was beloved by a brave hunter.
She had joyfully consented to be his wife, but her parents objected.
The disappointed hunter had decided to drown his grief by going with the warriors to hunt. Older men cautioned against his hunting, but the young lover departed with the warriors.
A month passed, but he did not return and was given up for lost by his tribe.
Not so the young girl, who could not believe him dead.
She felt she must go and search for him.
Secretly she made preparations, and one night she stole away quietly, taking her father's one-hatch kayak and a waterproof elk skin shirt.
After some distance from her village, she ceased paddling, closed her eyes, and began singing.
After a verse, she opened her eyes. Noticing the kayak drifting with the current, she closed her eyes again and sang some more.
At the end of the second verse, she looked again and found the kayak drifting faster than before.
Then she closed her eyes and sang for a long time.
When she looked again, the kayak was going so fast that she became alarmed but could not change her course.
Her speed increased by the moment, then she heard the mighty roar of waterfalls.
Since life without her lover was not worth living, she closed her eyes to await her fate.
Very swiftly the boat rushed forward. The roaring waters became powerful.
Her heart nearly stopped beating from fright when she felt herself going down, down, down, then come suddenly to a standstill.
She was not hurt, but could neither get out of the kayak nor move it.
The boat was stuck fast. Dawn approached as she lay there, wondering what would become of her and what had happened to her lover.
At sunrise, she saw a kayak coming toward her with one man paddling.
The man exclaimed aloud, "Ha! Ha! I have another victim," as he placed a bow and arrow beside him with a two-edged knife attached to the tip.
But as he drew nearer, he put away his weapons, thinking, "That is a woman."
Then he called out, "If you are a woman, speak up, and I will not kill you, for I never kill women."
She assured him that she was a woman, and he came and helped her out of her boat and seated her in his kayak.
He paddled off with her.
They reached his own barrabara where he lived alone.
She noticed many human heads scattered about.
One she recognized as her lover's.
She said nothing, but to herself she pledged vengeance.
The man asked her to be his wife, and ordered her to cook deer and seal meat for them to eat.
At bedtime, he pointed to a corner for her to sleep, while he slept in an opposite corner. She obeyed without questioning him.
Next morning, he led her to a smaller barrabara and showed her a number of headless bodies.
He said, "These I do not eat; but I have three sisters living some distance from here, who eat human flesh only.
It is for them I have killed these people.
Each day I take one body to a different sister."
He then picked up a corpse and his bow and arrow and walked away.
The young girl followed him to the place where the road forked.
One path led to the right, one led to the left, and one led straight ahead.
She noticed which one he took, then returned to his barrabara, where she busied herself, removing two posts from one of the walls.
She dug out an underground passage for escape.
All of the extra dirt she carried to the sea, then cunningly concealed the passage.
Toward evening, she cooked a good supper for him when he returned, eating in silence, then they retired, each to their own corner.
After breakfast next morning, he carried away another corpse.
She took the bow and arrow, which he left behind, following him secretly.
He took the left fork while she took the middle one.
She hurried on, then cut across to the left fork and managed to reach the home of his sister before he arrived, killing her with the bow and arrow.
From there she ran to the homes of the other two sisters, killing them, before running back to the barrabara.
He found all three sisters dead and was suspicious.
She was sitting on the barrabara when he returned.
"You killed my sisters, now I will kill you," he cried out angrily, rushing for his bow and arrow.
They were not in their usual place and he discovered them in her hands.
He begged her to give them to him, promising to do her no harm.
At first she refused, but he pleaded and promised until she trusted him and gave them to him.
As soon as they were his again, he shouted, "Now you shall die," and shot at her.
She suddenly dropped through the smoke hole, out of sight, before the arrow could reach her.
While he looked for the arrow, she crawled out through the underground passage and perched herself anew on top of the barrabara.
Her disappearance and sudden reappearance was a mystery to him, he shot at her again and again, but she disappeared each time mysteriously.
At least, since he could not kill her, he said, "Take this bow and arrow and kill me."
"I do not want to kill you," she told him.
"But I'm afraid you will kill me someday."
He swore never to hurt her, and she came down from the roof.
Together they ate their supper and retired in the usual manner.
But as he was about to fall asleep, she moved closer to him and began talking to him, keeping him awake the entire night.
For five days and five nights she tormented him in this way, giving him no time to sleep.
On the sixth day, in spite of all she could do, he fell into a deep, deep sleep.
Although she pinched him and pulled at him, she could not arouse him.
She brought a block of wood from outside and placed it under his neck.
Then, with a knife she had stolen from one of his sisters, she beheaded him.
In his kayak, she put his bow, arrow, and knife, then seated herself and paddled homeward by way of the falls.
But there were no falls, as they had existed only through the evil of that man.
When he died, the river flowed smoothly and steadily in its own original channel.
She found her kayak, which had drifted onto the beach, and she tied it to his and paddled to her home.
Her people learned of her adventures and the evil man.
The older men decreed his weapons be burned on the trash pile.
Then the people rejoiced in the young girl's safe return and the safety of their tribe.

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The Girl Who Climbed to the Sky
One morning several young women went out from their tepee village to gather firewood. Among them was Sapana, the most beautiful girl in the village, and it was she who first saw the porcupine sitting at the foot of a tall cottonwood tree.
She called to the others: "Help me to catch this porcupine, and I will divide its quills among you."
The porcupine started climbing the cottonwood, but the tree's limbs were close to the ground and Sapana easily followed.
"Hurry," she cried. "It is climbing up.
We must have its quills to embroider our moccasins.
" She tried to strike the porcupine with a stick, but the animal climbed just out of her reach.
"I want those quills," Sapana said.
"If necessary I will follow this porcupine to the top of the tree."
But every time that the girl climbed up, the porcupine kept ahead of her.
"Sapana, you are too high up," one of her friends called from the ground.
"You should come back down."
But the girl kept climbing, and it seemed to her that the tree kept extending itself toward the sky.
When she neared the top of the cottonwood, she saw something above her, solid like a wall, but shining.
It was the sky.
Suddenly she found herself in the midst of a camp circle.
The treetop had vanished, and the porcupine had transformed himself into an ugly old man.
Sapana did not like the looks of the porcupine-man, but he spoke kindly to her and led her to a tepee where his father and mother lived.
"I have watched you from afar," he told her.
"You are not only beautiful but industrious.
We must work very hard here, and I want you to become my wife."
The porcupine-man put her to work that very day, scraping and stretching buffalo hides and making robes.
When evening came, the girl went outside the tepee and sat by herself wondering how she was ever to get back home.
Everything in the sky world was brown and grey, and she missed the green trees and green grass of earth.
Each day the porcupine-man went out to hunt, bringing back buffalo hides for Sapana to work on, and in the morning while he was away it was her duty to go and dig for wild turnips.
"When you dig for roots," the porcupine-man warned her,
"take care not to dig too deep."
One morning she found an unusually large turnip.
With great difficulty she managed to pry it loose with her digging stick, and when she pulled it up she was surprised to find that it left a hole through which she could look down upon the green earth.
Far below she saw rivers, mountains, circles of tepees, and people walking about.
Sapana knew now why the porcupine-man had warned her not to dig too deep.
As she did not want him to know that she had found the hole in the sky, she carefully replaced the turnip.
On the way back to the tepee she thought of a plan to get down to the earth again.
Almost every day the porcupine-man brought buffalo hides for her to scrape and soften and make into robes.
In making the robes there were always strips of sinew left over, and she kept these strips concealed beneath her bed.
At last Sapana believed that she had enough sinew strips to make a lariat long enough to reach the earth.
One morning after the porcupine-man went out to hunt, she tied all the strips together and returned to the place where she had found the large turnip.
She lifted it out and dug the hole wider so that her body would go through.
She laid her digging stick across the opening and tied one end of the sinew rope to the middle of it.
Then she tied the other end of the rope about herself under her arms.
Slowly she began lowering herself by uncoiling the lariat.
A long time passed before she was far enough down to be able to see the tops of the trees clearly, and then she came to the end of the lariat.
She had not made it long enough to reach the ground.
She did not know what to do.
She hung there for a long time, swinging back and forth above the trees.
Faintly in the distance she could hear dogs barking and voices calling in her tepee village, but the people were too far away to see her.
After a while she heard sounds from above.
The lariat began to shake violently.
A stone hurtled down from the sky, barely missing her, and then she heard the porcupine-man threatening to kill her if she did not climb back up the lariat.
Another stone whizzed by her ear.
About this time Buzzard began circling around below her.
"Come and help me," she called to Buzzard.
The bird glided under her feet several times, and Sapana told him all that had happened to her.
"Get on my back," Buzzard said, "and I will take you down to earth."
She stepped on to the bird's back.
"Are you ready?" Buzzard asked.
"Yes," she replied.
"Let go of the lariat," Buzzard ordered.
He began descending, but the girl was too heavy for him, and he began gliding earthward too fast.
He saw Hawk flying below him. "Hawk," he called,
"help me take this girl back to her people."
Hawk flew with Sapana on his back until she could see the tepee of her family clearly below. But then Hawk began to tire, and Buzzard had to take the girl on his back again.
Buzzard flew on, dropping quickly through the trees and landing just outside the girl's village.
Before she could thank him, Buzzard flew back into the sky.
Sapana rested for a while and then began walking very slowly to her parents' tepee.
She was weak and exhausted.
On the way she saw a girl coming toward her.
"Sapana!" the girl cried. "We thought you were dead."
The girl helped her walk on to the tepee.
At first her mother did not believe that this was her own daughter returned from the sky. Then she threw her arms about her and wept.
The news of Sapana's return spread quickly through the village, and everyone came to welcome her home.
She told them her story, especially of the kindness shown her by Buzzard and Hawk.
After that, whenever the people of her tribe went on a big hunt they always left one buffalo for Buzzard and Hawk to eat.

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Lakota (Sioux): Kids Story (( BedTime Story ))
The Gift Of Corn
A NATIVE AMERICAN INDIAN FACTOID:
Corn entered widely into the legends and religious practices of North American Indian nations of the Southwest, Southeast, Plains, and Eastern woodlands.
Corn gods in different regions are personified as Corn Mother, Corn Maidens, and even Corn Grandfathers as in this story of the hermit.
Various parts of the corn plant are used ritually such as husks, pollen, kernels, and whole ears.
Major tribal ceremonies are held prior to corn planting and after the harvest.
Alone in a deep forest, far from the village of his people, lived a hermit.
His tent was made of buffalo skins, and his robe was made of deerskin.
Far from the haunts of any human being, this old hermit was content to spend his many years.
All day long, he wandered through the forest, studying the different plants and collecting roots.
The roots he used as food and as medicine.
At long intervals some warrior would arrive at his tent and get medicinal roots from him for the tribe.
The old hermit's medicine was considered far superior to all others.
One day, after a long ramble in the woods, the hermit came home so tired that, immediately after eating, he lay down on his bed.
Just as he was dozing off to sleep, he felt something rub against his feet.
Awakening with a start, he noticed a dark object.
It extended an arm toward him.
In its hand was a flint-pointed arrow.
"This must be a spirit," thought the hermit, "for there is no human being here but me."
A voice then said, "Hermit, I have come to invite you to my home."
"I will come," the old hermit replied.
So he arose, wrapped his robe around him, and started toward the voice.
Outside his door, he looked around, but he could see no sign of the dark object.
"Whatever you are, or wherever you be," said the hermit, "wait for me.
I do not know where to go to find your house."
He received no answer, nor did he hear any sound of someone walking through the brush. Reentering his tent, he lay down and was soon fast asleep.
The next night he again heard the voice say, "Hermit, I have come to invite you to my home."
The hermit walked out of his tent to find the person with that voice, but again he found no one.
This time he was angry, because he thought that someone was making sport of him.
He determined to find out who was disturbing his night's rest.
The next evening he cut a hole in the tent large enough to stick an arrow through.
Then he stood by the door, watching.
Soon the dark object came, stopped outside the door, and said, "Grandfather, I came to--" But he never finished his sentence.
The old hermit had shot his arrow.
He heard it strike something that produced a sound as though he had shot into a sack of pebbles.
Early the next morning the hermit went out and looked at the spot near where he thought his arrow had struck some object.
There on the ground lay a little heap of corn, and from this little heap a small line of corn lay scattered along a path.
The old hermit followed this path into the woods.
When he reached a small mound, the trail ended.
At its end was a large circle from which the grass had been scraped off clean.
"The corn trail stops at the edge of this circle," the old man said to himself.
"So this must be the home of whatever invited me."
He took his big bone axe and knife and proceeded to dig down into the centre of the circle. When he got as far down as he could reach, he came to a sack of dried meat.
Next, he found a sack of turnips, then a sack of dried cherries, and then a sack of corn.
Last of all was another sack, empty except for one cup of corn.
In the other corner was a hole where the hermit's arrow had pierced the sack.
From this hole the corn had been scattered along the trail, which had guided the old man to the hiding place.
From this experience the hermit taught his people how to keep their provisions while they were travelling.
"Dig a pit," he explained to them, "put your provisions into it, and cover them with earth."
By this method, the Sioux used to keep provisions all summer.
When fall came, they would return to their hiding place.
When they opened it, they would find all their provisions as fresh as they were the day they had been placed there.
The people thanked the old hermit for his discovery of this method of preserving their food. And they thanked him for his discovery of corn, the first they had seen.
It became one of the most important foods the Indians knew.

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The Ghost Country
[Kwakiutl]
The ghosts live in four houses, each one deeper than the preceeding one.
A Koskimo woman was crying on account of her dead father.
They buried him and she was crying under the grave for four days.
The people called her but she refused to leave.
On the fourth day she heard somebody come who called her.
"I call you downward, Crying Woman."
Then she jumped up and the ghost said,
"Follow me."
He went downward and she followed him.
They came to a a house called Hemlock-Leaves-on-Back.
They entered the house and an old woman was sitting near the fire.
She said, "Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Sit down near the fire." They took poles to take down dry salmon and prepared to roast it. They placed it on a small food mat and broke it up and gave it to Crying Woman.
Just when she was about to take it, a person came in and invited her to another house called Maggots-on-Bark-on-Ground.
Then the woman who lived in the first house said, "Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Go with ther.
They are higher in rank than we are.
" She followed the person who had invited her and entered the next house.
She saw an old woman sitting by the fire and seemed to be the same one whom she had seen first.
She prepared food in the same way, giving her something to eat.
Just when she was about to eat, another woman came to her and invited her into her house, which was called Place-of-Mouth-Showing-on-Ground.
The woman in the second house said, "Go with her.
They are higher in rank than we are.
" When she entered, the same old woman seemed to be sitting by the fire. Again they prepared something for her to eat.
When she was just about to begin, she was called by another person into the fourth house, called PLace-of-Never-Return.
Again the woman said,
"They are higher in rank that we. Go."
When she entered she saw her father sitting at the end of the house.
And when he saw her he became angry and said,
"Why do you come here?
This is the place which nobody ever returns.
Whoever enters the first three houses may return.
But if you come here, you must stay.
Do not eat what is offered to you and go back."
Then he called the ghosts to take her back.
She was lying under the grave tree like one dead.
The ghosts came back singing the following song:
hama yahahaha
She was like one dead when she came back.
When her father spoke to her he said,
"When we take you back we will sing so that the Koskimo may here our song."
They brought her up alive on a board.
The people heard the song, but they did not see anyone.
Then they took the board into the winter-dance house.
This songs belongs originally to the Koskimo and was carried from there to the Newettee and to the Nåkwado.